klisemfg Chapter 381
Chapter 381
Qiu Fu rolled his eyes and said, "Could it be... that someone admires our prince and sees his talent, so he is doing something good for him without anyone knowing?"
Monk Daoyan suddenly felt helpless.
He scoffed and said, "The prince's reward has been sent down, and so many shops in so many places have been selling cloth for so long. If there really is such a person, he should have confronted the prince long ago."
"Go find Xu Xingchang." Monk Daoyan suggested.
Things that seem to be confusing and illogical are ultimately due to insufficient intelligence. If you want to get this information, you have to find the person involved.
Zhu Di seemed a little hesitant.
Speaking of which, the emperor seemed quite satisfied with the fact that he rewarded the shop owner with his salary, and he didn't want to ruin the good impression.
But this time.
Two more people walked in from outside.
"Your Highness, Princess, and Captain Qiu, we have cheap cloth for sale in Sanhe. The quality of the cloth is similar to that sold in the shops in Peking."
"Wanping also has cheap fabrics for sale, with similar texture."
All of a sudden.
The hall fell silent again.
My goodness, Tongzhou, Daxing, Wanping, Changping, Sanhe, Huairou... they are surrounded!
Of course, this is just an appearance.
In fact, the cloth shipped from Yingtian Prefecture arrived in this area and started to be sold uniformly. If they checked in more distant places, they would actually find that this kind of cloth was also sold in other places.
It's just the traffic of this era...
At this time, they could only get news from the surrounding areas of Peking.
So it looks like it's surrounded.
Zhu Di waved his hand to let the two people who came in to report the news retreat, gritted his teeth, and said in a gloomy face: "Qiu Fu, go to North Street and arrest Xu Xingchang... No, please come over for tea." First of all, this is not a bad thing for the time being. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he still wants to keep the title of a good man.
Qiu Fu also said solemnly: "I'll go right away."
……
Peking, North Street.
Xu Xingchang, who was drinking tea in the shop, paced back and forth restlessly, hands behind his back, occasionally glancing out through the cracks in the window. "Captain Xu... they said they wanted to invite me to the palace for tea, but they must have noticed something and want to arrest me for questioning. What do you think, should I tell you or not?"
"If you don't tell me, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan will definitely not let it go."
"If I speak, I will be disobeying the Holy Order..."
Xu Xingchang looked conflicted and embarrassed.
Xu Cheng, who was sitting nearby, showed no sign of nervousness. "His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan wanted to win the hearts of the people, so he rewarded you the other day. If you don't tell them, they won't make things difficult for you. Besides, His Majesty had anticipated this and given me a solution. I won't let you stay in the Prince of Yan's mansion for too long."
It was no coincidence that a centurion was assigned here to do such a simple business as selling cloth. It was someone Zhu Yunhuan sent specially.
Yao Guangxiao, a man with evil ambitions.
A future Yongle Emperor.
As long as the cloth began to be sold in the Peking area, it would definitely attract their attention and investigation. If they knew too early that this was the work of the court, Zhu Yunhuan was not sure whether there would be any other resistance to this matter.
That's why they specially arranged Xu Cheng, a captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, to come here to maintain order, and also explained to Xu Cheng how to deal with it in advance.
While talking.
Xu Cheng's eyes couldn't help but reveal a complicated expression. He thought to himself, "Who said our emperor is a tyrant? He predicted today's situation back in Yingtian Prefecture. He sees things more clearly and far-sightedly than anyone else!"
On the day.
Xu Xingchang, a great philanthropist in the city of Peking, was invited to the Prince of Yan's mansion for tea.
It just didn't take long.
The cloth shop on North Street was closed.
If for no other reason, if he wants to continue doing business, he has to transfer more fabrics from the store warehouse, but the door of this warehouse... only Boss Xu has the key and authority to open it.